The J. BAHARI PODCAST

Spiritual Déjà Vu — A Fantasy Tale Inspired by the Emerald Tablets

In a chamber buried beneath the sands of Khem (ancient Egypt), deep below the Great Pyramid, a young woman named Serai touched a glowing emerald tablet that pulsed with timeless energy. As her fingers met the surface, her body trembled—not from fear, but from recognition.
"You have returned… again."
The voice was not from outside. It echoed within her soul—a voice she had heard before, in another life, in another world.

Whispers Beneath the Stone

When Elira, dream-marked and soul-stirred, steps beyond the known lands and into the sands of legend, she awakens more than memory. She calls back Thalen—a fallen warrior bound by love and time—and with him, stirs something even deeper: an ancient presence known only as the Echo.
What begins as a quest of the heart becomes a reckoning with the past, a confrontation with power disguised as devotion, and a journey through the fractured reflections of self.

“Rise from Thy Darkness Into the Light” A Story Inspired by the Emerald Tablets

Tavian always felt something stirring in his chest, like a flame smothered beneath layers of ash. Some called it madness. Others said it was longing. But Tavian knew—deep in his bones—it was memory.
One night, while wandering beyond the edge of the village, Tavian found an ancient doorway carved into a blackened stone cliff. Symbols older than time itself glowed faintly along the archway, pulsing like the beat of a distant heart. As he touched the stone, a voice—not loud, but eternal—spoke in his mind:
“Rise from thy darkness into the Light.”
He stepped through.

J. Cat: The Invisible Chain That Binds Us All

The air smelled of oil and desperation. The underground bunker J. Cat had found himself in was lined with old computer monitors, their cracked screens flickering with market graphs, economic reports, and breaking news feeds. Across from him sat a group of ordinary people—workers, students, small business owners—faces tense with confusion and worry. The financial system was crumbling, and everyone wanted answers.
Cat leaned back in his chair, flipping a gold coin between his fingers. "Let me guess," he said. "You're wondering why the stock market crashing even matters to you when you don’t own a single share?"
A young mechanic named Reggie scoffed. "Man, I don’t even have a savings account. Why should I care what happens to a bunch of rich guys trading stocks?"
 

J. Cat: The Media’s Betrayal

The headlines screamed outrage—but not at the real villains. Not at the corrupt elite J. Cat had exposed, not at the power brokers caught red-handed manipulating the world into chaos. No, the media had spun the narrative, twisted the truth, and redirected the anger where it was safest: anywhere but at their own masters.
Sitting in a dimly lit safe house, J. Cat scanned the major networks’ broadcasts. He had expected a backlash. What he hadn’t expected was just how deep their obedience ran.
Cat clenched his jaw. "Experienced leaders." That was rich. The same leaders who had orchestrated wars for profit, tanked economies for control, and sold out their own people—all while the media cheerfully covered for them.
Across the room, Eli was pacing, furious. "Are you seeing this garbage? These networks built their entire brands on ‘truth.’ On ‘exposing corruption.’ And now? Now they’re pretending you’re the bad guy!"

J. Cat: A Fight Against Hate and Greed Continued

On a yacht drifting off the coast of Monaco. J. Cat arrived alone. No backup. No tricks. Just him and Kingmaker.
They sat across from each other, two kings on a chessboard.
“You think this ends with me?” Kingmaker mused. “Another will take my place. The game never stops.”
Cat poured himself a drink, took a sip. “Oh, I know that.”
Kingmaker smirked. “Then why fight?”
Cat set the glass down. Leveled his gun.
“Because I never lose.”

J. Cat: A Fight Against Hate and Greed

“The Council’s meeting. All of them. High-rise, downtown. Exclusive event, tight security. They’re finalizing the deal.”
Cat didn’t need to ask which deal. He already knew.
The Council—an unofficial name for a very real group. CEOs, politicians, tech moguls. The kind of people who whispered in back rooms and made decisions that toppled nations. They weren’t content with wealth. They wanted control. Over governments, over economies, over people’s very thoughts.
And tonight, they were sealing an agreement that would take them one step closer to absolute power.
A digital monopoly....

J. Cat: Spy, Lover, Legend Untold!

Cat sat in the dimly lit briefing room, his sleek black suit barely disturbed by his relaxed posture. A glass of whiskey rested on the table before him, untouched. Across from him, Eli paced like a caged animal, his fingers tapping nervously on his tablet.
"Cat, we’ve got a serious problem," Eli said, his words tumbling over each other. "Someone just wiped out a billion dollars in global assets, and they did it using my code, a code I never wrote."
Cat smirked. "Sounds like you made a very talented enemy, Eli."
Eli whirled around. "You don’t get it. This wasn’t stolen. This was fabricated. A digital ghost. Someone’s rewriting reality itself. And the worst part? They left a message. For you."